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Even if I wanted to stop the tide I couldn’t. His tongue teases with skill and my toes curl. He nibbles my clit and fireworks explode.
Back to back orgasms leave me shaky and fog-brained. “Conner,” I gasp. “Fuck, that was good.”
“Just the beginning,” he whispers and kisses the tender interior of one thigh and then the other.
While I’m coming down from the blissful high, he kisses a trail up my belly, pauses to worship my breasts, and licks at the edges of the ink on my chest.
To get his attention, I wrap my legs tightly around his waist. “Untie me.”
He rests his chin on my chest and considers the idea. “I might need some incentive.”
I lick my lips and look him in the eye. “Untie me and I’ll ride you so fucking hard your massive cock might snap off.”
He mulls this over. “Sold.”
With one hand he loosens the knot and frees my hands. Before I can adjust to this turn of events, Conner seizes my hips in his big hands and rolls to his back so that I’m straddling his waist with his rigid cock ready to drill a hole in my belly.
Conner grips my hips harder. “You really are a goddess, Haven. Don’t ever doubt it.”
Men are often quick to pile on compliments when sex is involved. And I have sense enough to understand that most of these words are insincere. But I would never place Conner in that category. He doesn’t tell lies.
The cold hearted bitch façade I’ve been cultivating for far too long is in danger of becoming a memory. I have some mixed feelings about that. But not enough to keep me from being a little reckless.
Conner’s eyebrows shoot up when I grab the silk belt and dangle it over him, tickling his chest.
“My turn,” I warn and remove his hands from my waist.
Tying a good knot isn’t one of my skills. Besides, Conner’s muscles guarantee that no flimsy fabric is going to hold him if he doesn’t want to be held. But he humors me anyway, allowing the clumsy binding of his wrists and watching my face as he awaits my next move.
A few minutes ago, Conner didn’t give me a warning so I don’t give him one. With the speed of a hawk descending on prey, I dive down and assault his cock with my mouth, sliding over the length until the broad tip meets the back of my throat. He’s so big that I don’t get close to fitting all of him before tears sting my eyes.
But Conner’s loud groan says I’m doing everything right. Despite his tied hands, he snatches a fistful of my hair and growls, “I’ll ruin that pretty little mouth of yours if you make me come right now.”
I would enjoy that. But I’m not ready for him to finish. The tingling surge between my legs demands to be dealt with again.
Slowly, inch by inch, I pull back, pausing to lick and suck at the sweet spot beneath the tip before sitting up and straddling him again, grateful for the reach of my long legs. “No, you’re not allowed to come yet.”
He stretches his tied hands over his head and arches an eyebrow. “Better not make me wait for long or I’ll snap this string, flip you over and savage that sexy ass before you can say Emerald City.”
I greet this news with a smile, take his massive length in my palm and rise up on my knees, ready to guide him inside. “Emerald City.”
Before the last syllable fades I bear down hard, gritting my teeth over the flash of pain because Conner isa lotto take in, even by my high standards. A gasp chokes my breath and my eyes clamp shut for a few seconds while my muscles stretch and expand. But with each roll of my hips the sting gives way to something far better.
Breathing easier, my eyes open and find his, which are fixed on my face. There’s a stir deep in my chest as we stare each other down in silence with our bodies connected. A silly thought, but for a fleeting second I would swear he has the ability to gaze straight into my soul.
But now’s not the time for mushy romance.
I promised him a hell of a ride and that’s what he’s getting. Each thrust of my hips is a new spiral of pleasure. Never before have I experienced sex without a condom and the feeling is outrageous. Addictive. Every other fuck I’ve ever had feels like a freaking waste of time and energy.
A storm starts brewing deep, in a place that’s damn near untouchable. I don’t care that I’m making all kinds of noise as I jerk my hips hard and fast.
This time when I come it’s going to be on the heels of a blitz that will definitely leave me feeling sore tomorrow. I dig my fingers into his skin and he ought to be glad I don’t wear nails anymore or I’d be clawing the blood out of his veins.
I’m so intent on getting to the peak that I’m startled when Conner sits up and flips his bound hands around my body, forming a cage and forcing me flush against his chest.
We’re face to face now, eyes boring into each other, his strong arms helping me keep the punishing rhythm. My own arms wrap around his neck, hanging on like my life depends on it. I’m reaching the edge of the cliff, rocked to my core.
A sharp scream rips the air. Mine. I’m falling into oblivion and now Conner claims my lips. His kiss is rough and powerful. His tongue makes demands I can’t refuse.
